A mewtwo Story Chapter 3
#3 of A Mewtwo Story
Chapter 3
Forsaken
"It's good to see you again my wonderful creation. I am quite pleased with how you handled yourself out there. You really are a beast of power and elegance." Giovanni said triumphantly.
"Father, I feel something is wrong. None of the other Pokémon will let me in their minds. I feel I have done something wrong to upset them."
Giovanni looked sterner now and got up from his fancy chair.
"Why should you care what those insignificant, obsolete breeds think of you? They are all weak in comparison."
It was unclear as usual what the director was thinking, as that psychic shield still persisted. The director came up to Mewtwo, who stood taller than Giovanni.
"They are like ants to you; Insignificant ants that should be crushed beneath your heel if they do not cooperate."
"Yes father"
"Which leads me to my next task for you; it is indeed a simple task. There is a trainer that came and laid waste to my organization, and almost killed me. Well the fact is that little brat should have, for now I will send you to do battle with him. And gods help you if you should fail." Said Giovanni quite coldly.
"Why are you making me do this Father?"
Mewtwo was pleading with a man that had yet to show compassion for anything, and Mewtwo, deep in his heart felt there was something wrong about all of this. He couldn't understand the need to kill, and because of his intellect, and true nature, he questioned it. The mew genes inside Mewtwo were unknown, but Giovanni was now growing rather impatient with the clone he had created.
"I make you do this because that is what you are. That is why I made you. It is your destiny to bring the rocket empire back from its ashes. But since you question your destiny, I think a little nudging is in order."
Then Giovanni went back to his ornate desk and opened a drawer. From the drawer he brought out a little remote control unit, and aimed it at Mewtwo.
Mewtwo suddenly felt a wild pain surge in the center of his head; it felt like somebody was beating his brain with a sledge hammer. Mewtwo was screaming in a very high pitched squeal that made Giovanni almost chuckle. Mewtwo fell to the ground, and that is when the pain ceased. Giovanni had released his finger from the button on the remote.
"That my beautiful creation is the control I have over you among other things. It's a wonderful rocket invention called the craniator. There is a small metal object lodged in between the lobes of your massive brain. Now that you know about it, here are the rules. If I touch this button again it will put a much larger and lethal amount of pressure on your brain. Any attempt made to physically dismantle it will blow your head right off your shoulders. I wouldn't attempt psychic powers either as it has fail safes for that also."
Mewtwo crawled away from Giovanni, scared out of his mind. He thought Giovanni loved him. Now he knew that there was nothing like that for him in the mind of this maniacal man. Mewtwo felt something warm trickling out of one of his nostrils and he put up his hand to wipe it away. He saw a bit of blood was on his hand. He licked it up and backed away a bit more from Giovanni.
The Persian Rubbed up against Giovanni and Mewtwo could hear its purr. It leapt up to the desk and Giovanni petted the Pokémon smiling deviously.
"Now go. His name is Red Carson. Even now he has probably defeated the champion of the elite four. And you won't be allowed back here until the deed is done! Is that understood?!"
Mewtwo just nodded and burst out the door. Tears started to run down his eyes as he ran down' the hall.
* * *
Mewtwo wandered for awhile in the woods outside of the complex. Pidgey were heard twittering in the bushes as well as some Spearow and other creatures. Mewtwo looked around for a bit and then looked down at the picture given to him of Red. The boy had a smile on his face and was wearing a big red hat with a familiar symbol on it that was almost too big for his head. He wore a red vest with a black T-shirt underneath it, and a yellow back pack slung over one of his child-like shoulders. In his hand was a Squirtle looking up at his trainer with love and devotion.
"I cannot do it!" Mewtwo thought to himself.
"This trainer has done nothing wrong to anybody except Father..."
Mewtwo looked back at the Facility in the clearing, and gnashed his tiny teeth.
"Surely there is a place that I can hide from him!"
Mewtwo sat down in front of a tree. He felt a little strange. It had only been the first day he had been alive and already the trauma was wearing him out his mind was filled with sadness, and he cried himself to sleep.
* * *
Mewtwo awoke feeing yet another new feeling, this time he felt a pressure down in his stomach area. Instinctively he squatted near the tree and started pushing his stomach muscles. He saw a yellow liquid come out of the strange formation he had between his legs. The feeling of his loins releasing the liquid felt good and made him relax a muscle there, which caused the stream to flow more. This was intriguing to him. He didn't know why he was doing that. There were no thoughts in his mind to what purpose this served, but it felt like an uncontrollable urge.
Slightly after that another urge came and he relieved that one as well. This more solid form of matter smelled terrible and he buried it. He then figured that this is what wasn't used of the stuff he ate and drank yesterday. It felt good to relieve this urge, but now he had another, more familiar to him. He was hungry again.
He smelled different things and looked around for a bit. He came to a stream, where there were large fish swimming. He wondered if one of those were edible. He sensed the emotions of the Magicarp. They were not very intelligent. He decided to catch one. He focused his mind on trapping a Magicarp with his mind and it strained it a bit to move the water out of the way. The water was heavy and rushed very quickly. Unlike the sand he used the previous day this matter was hard to focus on. It made it hard to concentrate on what area of water was needed to be moved. After straining for a bit he gave up.
He would have to catch a fish manually. So he tried to dip his foot in the water. The cold water instantly made him take his foot back. It also made him drop the picture of the boy into the stream, which the stream started to carry it away.
Mewtwo Squeaked and started to run after it. The Stream carried it away and Mewtwo clumsily chased it along the streams length. The stream rushed out into a rapid which carried the photo even further. Mewtwo was not watching where he was going and the river ended abruptly at a huge waterfall.
Mewtwo stumbled over a cliff side and began to fall down towards solid ground below. Mewtwo covered his face with his arms instinctively to shield himself from the unavoidable impact he was about to make. It was an impact that never occurred.
Mewtwo opened his eyes and saw the ground below him but was suspended in the air above it. Mewtwo felt his mind straining to keep this effect and he gently put his foot paws on the ground. He stood up and looked at his body in wonder. He knew what he did. He lifted his own body with his own psychic power.
Slowly the picture of the boy fluttered down from the top of the waterfall and finally rested atop Mewtwo's head. Mewtwo grabbed the picture and looked up at where he fell from. It was quite a drop. The roar of the waterfall was a pleasant sound as he explored his surroundings a bit more.
* * *
"Are you insane?! Why did you put him out there on such a wild task?! He wasn't ready! He needed to be taught about the dangers of the outside world!" Said Thaddeus fuming with anger at the director.
Giovanni just sat there with a smug look on his face and sipped wine from a glass in his hand while the other stroked his Persian.
"I think Mewtwo is ready, and if he isn't he will die. What's so hard to understand about that?"
As Thaddeus spoke he paced around the room grasping his white hair.
"it took me five years to create him! Billions of Pokéyen, thousands of hours of my life dedicated to my research to create you the greatest Pokémon in the history of the world, and you would throw him away like so much garbage?!"
Giovanni now had a sneer on his face. His voice more stern now
"You forget your place Doctor, for I am the one who funded this project. I was the only one who believed you when you said it would be possible to pull it off! The other professors all scoffed at you and took your funding away!"
Then Giovanni threw the glass of wine at the doctor's feet which caused the doctor to jump out of the way. Giovanni's voice rose louder and louder as he spoke more.
"It was me that you looked to when no other funding would be possible and you repay me by storming in here and demanding that I SHOULD GIVE A SHIT ABOUT YOUR PATHETIC, AND SO FAR USELESS PROJECT?! GET OUT OF MY SITE!"
Thaddeus stepped back a few feet keeping his gaze on Giovanni, whose expression was that of rage. A vain was clearly visible in his forehead, and his face was beet red.
"Y-you really are insane!"
Giovanni now threw his desk over.
"NOW! BEFORE I CHANGE MY MIND, AND DIRTY MY EXPENSIVE CARPET WITH YOUR BLOOD!"
Thaddeus exited the room faster than Mewtwo had done earlier. It was perfectly obvious to the good doctor that this job wasn't even worth its great dental benefits any longer.
* * *
Mewtwo was still hungry, but he didn't know what to do about the fish he saw. He was also unaware of the eyes watching him in the water; however he did feel that there was an angry presence there. But he dismissed it as possibly his own feelings of anger towards his "Father" The sadness had worn off, as Mewtwo was inherently a very short tempered creature.
Mewtwo's stomach growled. This churning of his stomach was also a strange, new sensation to him. He rubbed his belly and smelled something near the lake that the waterfall had created at the bottom of the cliff. It was food! Cooked food! He followed the path along side the lake, wandering closer to the source of the food he smelled, when suddenly something big rose out of the lake.
It was a large blue snake-like Pokémon with a large gaping maw. Mewtwo knew not what this Pokémon was, but it blasted him immediately with a large column of water. Mewtwo was thrown back against a tree and yet the water continued to spray at him. Mewtwo put up his shield and strained to walk forward as the water kept coming.
He finally felt the water slow down, till it stopped. The Pokémon in the lake roared at him and it made Mewtwo run back a bit. Mewtwo scowled at the Monster. His eyes were now glowing in a subtle purple hue now, and miniature tendrils of electricity jumped over his body.
The Pokémon in the lake once again used his hydro pump attack, but this time the water flew on either side of Mewtwo. Mewtwo learned that he could not pick up moving water with his mind earlier. Until just now the thought had not occurred to him that he could at least direct it instead with shields.
His power was fading fast. And he was already fatigued from his hunger. So with one thought he created a psychic attack and launched it at the attacking Pokémon. The massive purple-hued ball of psychic kinetic energy pushed swiftly through the spraying hydro pump attack and landed very hard on its target. The resulting force of the attack was way more than enough to knock the monster's head clean off.
Mewtwo panted and fell to his knees. Things were getting dark and he blacked out near the lake. He had once again over used his power. He needed to discover a way to control this power or it would be the death of him.
* * *
Valerie saw Doctor Thaddeus pacing around the laboratory more nervous than usual. Valerie was wondering what the director must have said when Mewtwo had escaped, not knowing the real circumstances.
"Were you fired?" she asked.
"No Val, I wasn't fired. However I am quitting this shady organization and to hell with Giovanni and this god damned research!"
This news was a shock as he was basically the only one employee in the whole facility that had been there longer than her; sticking it out for more shady deals than even she could remember. Whatever was going on that he no longer wanted to be a part of really worried her.
"I was not all that troubled with the founding of that blasted casino, or the illegal activities at mount moon, or even the hostile takeover of Silph company, but damn it, Giovanni has gone too far this time, fucking around with life itself, practically playing god while being a delusional psychopath in doing so...excuse my language Valerie...I need a scotch..."
This was big. Valerie had never heard a single cuss word escape that mans lips in all the years she knew him. Furthermore she never considered him the alcoholic type. Valerie bit her lip and straightened her glasses.
"What did he do?"
Thaddeus could see that Valerie was genuinely concerned. He shook his head.
"you know that Mewtwo is missing right?"
Valerie nodded.
"That bastard sent Mewtwo off into the wild, going after Red, the trainer boy."
Thaddeus plopped down in a chair looking at all the equipment in the room. The empty storage tanks, the computers, the glass holding cells, and even the tiled gray floor that added to the dull gray that saturated the color of the laboratory. All the equipment dead and quiet as the experiment he had worked so hard to make was now finished, but potentially lost at the ridiculous whim of the director.
"Why would he do something like that?"
Valerie had a hand on Thaddeus' shoulder.
"Because Valerie he is crazy. He's just plain cuckoo!"
A chair rolled out of the way behind them. The noise made them both turn around. Standing there, with a silver pistol in his hand was Giovanni. Behind him was his Persian purring rather loudly.
"I prefer the term Eccentric. Poor people are crazy." Giovanni said in a very smug tone.
Valerie froze in horror at the sight of the pistol, and Thaddeus stood up and folded his arms.
"And just what are you planning to do with that?!" Yelled Thaddeus.
Giovanni smiled slyly walking his way around the desks and chairs getting closer to them.
"You want to know why I am a gym leader Thaddeus? I loved watching my Pokemon put a frown on the faces of all those stupid young trainers who thought they could have glory when it was not their place. I relished in their bitter defeat. Time and time again they would come back, always saying they had bred stronger Pokemon, that they scoured the four corners of not just Kanto but even Johto and Hoenn, only to come back here, and challenge me to get defeated yet again."
Valerie was just in shock and fainted at this point Thaddeus balled his fists and could only stare at the man in red with his ornate silver pistol.
"I should have known that it would eventually come to this. You are Scum Giovanni, the lowest there is."
Giovanni put up a sarcastic expression.
"No it is people like you who are scum, saving and helping people in need who don't deserve it, constantly looking for ways to better mankind with your cockamamie bullshit research, and coming up with absolutely nothing of any value. No. I am sorry to say that it is you who are scum. Weak, useless scum, who's research bore useless fruit."
Giovanni fired his gun at Thaddeus. The bullet penetrated his stomach. He then shot Valerie in the head. Her brains splattered over the floor, dirtying Thaddeus's white lab coat. Thaddeus staggered and fell onto a chair, attempting to still stand. He was coughing up blood and had a hard time looking up at Giovanni who had moved closer to him.
"You see? I am a very impatient man. I like only things of the best quality" Giovanni said rather calmly.
He fired another shot at Thaddeus's leg. Thaddeus Screamed.
"And when I don't get results..."
He fired three more shots in synch with the last three words of his sentence.
"I look for things to replace those things that don't get me those results. Remember not to be weak while you rest in Hell, Doctor Thaddeus Grayson. For where you are going there is no room for weakness."
Giovanni watched as the doctor moved his last before turning around and exiting the room.
"CASSIDY!" yelled Giovanni.
A thin woman with long flowing dark blonde hair dressed in a team rocket uniform ran up to Giovanni. She saluted him.
"Yes Sir!"
Giovanni had a smile on his face now, He loved Cassidy and Butch. They were the kind that didn't show weakness, and that's why he made them his number one duo in charge of operations.
"I need you to assemble a team to remove some unwanted filth from my laboratory."
Knowing immediately what was going on she smiled at Giovanni.
"Thaddeus not work out?"
"I'm afraid he was all thumbs dear."
"Oh I'm so sorry to hear that. I'll get right on it sir." Cassidy said sweetly.
"Oh and Cassidy"
Cassidy turned around on her heel
"Yes sir?"
"I'll be seeing you in my office later for a private meeting."
Cassidy smiled.
"Yes sir, I'll be sure to attend."
Giovanni watched her butt bounce all the way down the hall till it turned a corner and disappeared.